"Almost suicidal," said Morgana with a grin of her own."Got a good record against almost suicidal," I said."I know, John. That's why you're coming alo...ng," she said with a gentle smile."Oh joy," I said with a smile. "Good job my last will and testament is up to date."Finding a higher power is quite easy; they tend to hang around churches, bars, brothels, massage parlours and nightclubs. Finding a higher power who just might talk to us without removing us from existence is a tad harder. It took a. “Well, she has accomplished that. We’ll have to come up with a way to pay her back soon”. Suddenly “James can you come to my office for a moment” Miss Marshal shouted from her doorway. “Mark I gotta go, the frigid BITCH is beckoning me again. If there is anybody in this whole company that needs to get fucked it’s her. I’ll send those pics and we can talk later”. “Later dude” Mark replied as he hung up the phone. Jim searched his desk for a folder or a book, something he can hold over his. Next it was Sara’s turn to have the cocks and Matt laid down to have Sara lay on top of him fucking her pussy as Alice fucked Sara in the ass. Tom stood over Matt’s head so that Sara could play and abuse his cock. She would twist it and slap it, she pulled and punched the balls, and she even sucked it and pushed her tongue into his peehole. Tom didn’t mind the abuse Sara was doing to his cock and balls he quite enjoyed it. It was Sara’s turn to lay on the bed and Tom took the spot between her. The weather was lovely and warm, the sun shining and Dickie was a nervous wreck. He’d spent hours trying to dissuade me from coming, but to no avail. I had him over a barrel, and after how he’d treated me for so long there was no way I was going to let go. Already I was scheming how to ensnare him deeper. Like most men he was always vulnerable to a honey trap, all it needed was the right bait… The taxi soon whisked us from McCarran Airport to the Mirage hotel. I’d booked our rooms over the web,.